Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 709
On the official road going north, the wheels rolled and the hooves of horses sounded.

A cavalry team of dozens of people is guarding a large carriage pulled by two horses and is rushing to the capital.

Zhao Wang returned to Beijing to accept the crime, so naturally he would not take all his hands with him, and keep one as one.

But none of the high-ranking people in Zhao Wangfu, such as Li Kan, the fifth-rank master of a thousand households, Chen Shi, the head of Yiwei, Han Yiqing, Ye Shi, and others from the fifth-rank deputy thousand households.

There are also a group of sixth-rank and seventh-rank palace guards, guards, and forbidden guards such as Qin Ye, Wang Qian and others.

They didn't bring anyone below the seventh rank, they were petty officials, so it would be great if they could escape this catastrophe.

Most of the flying eagle guards cultivated by the palace are servants of the palace. Although they didn't accompany them, they could only resign themselves to fate.

Zhao Jian was sitting in the carriage with his face sinking like water, holding a piece of peach blossom white jade tightly in his hand, wondering if Ding Shitou would be angry when he woke up and found that he was gone?

She must be very sad.

Although it is mid-February, it is still cold and cold, just like the February season two years ago.

The past two years ago and the bits and pieces of the past two years are intertwined and lingering in Zhao Jian's mind, full of mixed feelings.

The capital is in sight.

Li Kan took the lead and went straight to the imperial city.

"King Zhao led the decree to go to Beijing, and report it to the emperor quickly." Li Kan showed a gold medal and said loudly.

Li Kan grew up in King Yan's Mansion, and he was Zhao Wang's long-term follower since he was a child, and grew up together.Now that King Zhao is in such a predicament, he is also full of complaints.

The imperial guards naturally recognized Li Kan, not to mention that Li Kan showed the King Zhao's gold medal, and immediately sent people to Fengtianmen.

It was morning time.

When Zhao Jian arrived, Emperor Yongle's imperial decree had been issued: Zhu Gaosui, the rebellious minister, was sent to the court for trial.

It turned out to be an interrogation.

Zhao Jian smiled lightly, stood up and refused Li Kan's support, stepping on the pedals step by step, got out of the carriage, lifted the hem of his robe, and said in a cold voice.

"Lead the way."

"Yes." Li Kan responded and was about to walk ahead.

"All Zhao Wang's subordinates were taken to the prison and detained pending trial." Xuan Zhi, the head of the imperial guard, shouted again.

"Master, this subordinate is one step ahead." Li Kan had a sad face, but suppressed his excitement and tried his best to laugh.

"Li Kan! Chen Shi! Han Yiqing! Ye Bai!" Zhao Jian said with a deadpan expression, "If I save my life, I will go to the people and fulfill my wish."

"Master?" All the subordinates were stunned.

Zhao Jian didn't speak anymore, and let the imperial guards lead the way.

The huge imperial city was the first time he came back here after he lost his sight. For a while, he couldn't find the direction.

But with the footsteps and breath of the guards, he can maintain a normal appearance and move forward step by step.

"Master!" Li Kan and the others were disarmed by the guards, and they didn't resist, they just shouted loudly, they understood the meaning of what the master said just now.

The master wanted them to go to the people to protect the stone girl and the child after they escaped the catastrophe.

What about the master?What will the master face?
There are long alleys, doors, steps, and footsteps echo.

Zhao Jian's face was cold and calm, and as he walked forward, his originally mixed mood gradually calmed down.

Stepping into the main hall, listening to all directions, you can hear the courtiers' breathing making strange waves.

According to the breathing of the courtiers on both sides, Zhao Jian distinguished the position and walked forward step by step to the main hall.

After counting the steps silently in my heart, I lifted my robe and knelt down on both knees and kowtowed, got up and walked forward, knelt down and kowtowed again.

Kneeling three times and knocking nine times, such a grand ceremony for the emperor and ministers, all the courtiers watched deeply, and no one dared to speak out.

(End of this chapter)